Sam filched as Harkin pulled her closer, flashes of the scenes from last nights illusions popped into her head. For a moment she feared if she got to close she would hunt Harkin, she pushed fear to the back of her mind and smiled at her mother. "Guess I'll be the pink ranger," she said looking up at Hitosu. "what color do you think you are Hit?"
"Sounds about right, you do seem the most calm and blue is a calm color," Sam said with a forced smile. even though she tried to shake off last night she still had a hollow feeling like if she was expecting something bad to happen. Sam was getting lost in her mind again when Harkin's voice snapped her out of it, "oh...sorry its nothing mom just a little nervous about the mission." she lied with a smile that only reached half way, she hoped that was enough to soothe her mom so she wouldn't keep on the subject.
"Red?! Did you say red?!" Leon was walking over, an expression of immense shock on his face. The meeting had been finished, and now Strikeforce had an hour left before they departed. "That's just nauseating" Leon continued. "I mean... red?" The blasphemy of of wearing a colour other than white was almost too much to bear. "Surely there's a white ranger?" he asked, sitting down next to the group.
Originally posted by Lt_Champion
Rock grabs her guitar and bag, looking at him she follows him "then where the **** are we going?" she asks, not wanting him to leave again "and what the **** did the note say"
Sam blushes as she notices Leon walking toward them, she didn't realize how popular the this vending machine was. Can a girl get some alone time she said to herself feeling a bit crowded all of a sudden,"Well, I guess if you want you can be the white one but the red one is the leader..." she said making room for Leon to sit on the ground with them.
DJ had become bored by now and as a result he decided to occupy his time. He sat down next to a computer located within the hanger. “I wonder did blyze update the cloaking system? ….Should have figured it’s been updated as much as possible by human standards. Maybe I’ll add some Sia’rathe tech to it later but I better finish up the final touches on these power gloves. Uriah might like them. “ He stopped to look up at the thought of how this mission might play out. Every moment they waited NYC was sinking faster. “ I swear the teachers would have been there by now turning this situation around but while we sit around here a wait for a hour for no good reason. ”
Harkin didnt take her eyes off of her daughter. She squirmed out of the group, and with a wave of her hand opened a pathway to her own world. Sam had taught her that trick. She stood by the pathway, wondering if Sam would follow her in. Her daughter had something on her mind. She stared at Sam, waiting for her daughter to either follow her in, or refuse her mothers offer.
Sam watched as Harkin made a path way to her world, she obviously wanted Sam to follow her. Sighing a bit she got up and nods to the two boys and smiles at James, "Be right back..." she says nervously. Sam took a glance at her mother then entered the bright door way that would lead her to the world her mother and herself were from.
Ricardo left the nurse's care after wards once the scans and check ups were all processed and passed off as normal. He shook his head, feeling other than alright and hearing the thoughts of multiple students at once. He sighed away the pressure and finally made his way to the main lobby. Once there, he was ready to assimilate the whole situation and analyze further into these imaginations that felt more of a past occurence rather than an illusion. He remembers...or rather imagines being sucked into a portal and then being taken back into reality through a banshee like cry of a disturbing syndrome that scarred Ricardo into a state of fear. Ricardo held his head with a disutrbed look in his eye. He stopped halfway across the lobby and stood suddenly. He turned to his right.
"Who is she?" Ricardo thought. Ricardo's memory and total reading of every student within his vicinity kept him on track of every student. Like an ARP table, he kept a record and routed these characters into consideration of their traits. He made his direction to the office she was in, trying to receive her scheduling, remembering that he was still fit to guide these new students. As long as Janet is too busy for these such things, someone is going to have to do it.
Originally posted by NoxiRicardo opens the door of the office and approached the girl. Without any hesitation, he said softly. "Hey..." Ricardo would stand right by her before the desk and the busy staff. They were all stirred by the events and trying to make dozens of phone calls at once. Ricardo thought this would be another typical opportunity to not only guide the student make a new friend. "Are you new here?" Ricardo knew the answer, but anticipated an answer out of curiosity. He began reading her like a book.
Excitement flooded Serena as she entered the school, finally a place to help her and meet other people just like her. As she spotted the registration office she started to become nervous but still couldn't help but smile. She entered the room and leaned against the wall as she other people there and assumed they were waiting to get their schedule too.
Sam petted Thyme before he walked back to continue grazing, the teen sighed at her mother knowing she would have little choice but to tell her what was on her mind, Harkin would hound her until she did. "It's noting mom...just last night hallucination has me a bit tense thats all." Sam said leaving out the details of the hallucination even though she was sure Harkin would ask about them next.
"Im your mother, so Im going to guess at this... You lost control didnt you?" Harkin new about Sams foster parents, and of what happened to them. When she first met Sam, she had no control of her powers at all. Harkin saw this, and took the child under her wing. That was when she found out Sam was her daughter. "Sam... My dearest Sam. You have control and you know it. I trained you just like my mother trained me. Sam, you will not loose control." She ran her hand over her daughters cheek. "I was your age once too believe it or not. I know youre worried... And I know you have lots on your mind. But it was just a hallucination. Im still alive." She grinned. "And look." She waved to the land around her. The dead, baren town was slowly being overcome by green plants, flowers, and wildlife. "Life is coming back to our home.. I cant wait to see what happens." She smiled at her old home.
Sam didn't make eye contact while Harkin was talking until she touched her cheek, Sam throw herself into Harkin's arms and held back tears nothing that it was her mom's weakness. Sam looked up to see Harkin creating flowers in the dead city, she smiled up at Harkin and smiled, "Yeah its going to be amazing."
She nodded and pulled a lace cloth from her sleeve. "Indeed. Now, I cant cry... But you always can. Dont you even be afraid to cry. We're women after all." She winked. Thyme walked over and nuzzled Sam. "You can cry on me." Harkin blinked. "Who are you again?" Thyme laid his ear back. "Thyme! Im Thyme woman! Im your horse!"
Sam put her hand on Thyme's head and gave him a little kiss, "nah I don't need to anymore, I feel much better, thanks mom." Sam smiled at the woman and the horse as they acted like children. Although losing her family will aways be her fear she felt that it would take a lot to break up her little family.
"All members of Strikeforce. This is a warning to those attending the mission to New York - You have ten minutes to board the jet. After that, The jet will take off, without out you. Make your preparations immediately." Leon broadcasted. He also spared the time to send individual phone messages to those who were currently not around, like Sam, had had apparently disappeared into another dimension. Leon hoped that her phone still worked. He walked into the jet and began takeoff procedures. He counted himself lucky that Blayze had personally taught him how to fly the thing.